Dandy Crying Novels & Stories

She must be jinxed, she's sure that she's jinxed and the only solution is to stay away from everybody. Ariana had no idea when or how tears streamed down her face, but she don't care. Dylan who sat at the balcony to clear his thoughts saw Ariana. He observed her for a bit and he smiled. "She's adorable, like a fluffy little pup" he whispered to himself. He found her intriguing, he just sat there and he watched her for some minutes. When he saw her tears he felt bad. "Now she's a sad fluffy pup" he mumbled to himself.

Dante's voice filled the whole place and I looked up to see the four of them standing in surprise with their mouths wide We slowly pulled away from the hug, “Fuck I can't believe I was crying, I'm sorry” Nike muttered wiping his tears “Huh is he crying?” Dante asked in surprise, “Come here” Dell covered his mouth and dragged him to the couch, while the guys also took their seats, but Jade's glare didn't go unnoticed “Amy I'm hungry” Nile pouted lie a baby rubbing his tummy “If you're hungry go outside and buy yourself food why are you telling her?” Zack glared

Natasha pouted after she was done taking her ice cream. “No baby, I can't buy another one because I don't want you to have a belly ache, okay?” Dolly protested. Natasha mouthed sadly, and she lowered her head. “Don't be such a crybaby, I hate it,” Taylor said to Natasha with a frown and he rolls his eyes. Natasha started to hiccup, and Dolly knew in less than a few seconds she would switch into crying and it would be difficult to control her. “Okay, fine Natasha, I will get you another one,” Dolly tried to cheer her up, and that did the magic.

I looked behind him as though Daddy would somehow appear, my dismay morphed to anger when I saw that Daniel indeed came alone. “Have you been crying?” He was studying me closely with those focused eyes. “It’s none of your fucking business!” I snapped, irritated. I hated the way his eyes unnerved me, like he was stripping my flesh from my bones. I thought I saw his lips twitch. “You actually look better when you cry, it suits you,” His eyes blazed with something resembling mockery. “It makes your eyes more beautiful, like a true Bratz doll.” Did he just fúcking say that? Now, I had the urge to gouge out my own eyes with a fork.

Outside, the laughter echoes faintly — Adrian’s jokes, Kelvin’s soft chuckles, Nana closing kitchen doors. I slide close to him on the bed. He leans into me, weak but present. My heart feels so full I fear it might burst. A single tear slips down my cheek before I even know it’s coming. Darian reaches for me immediately, his thumb brushing the wet trail away. His fingers pause at my jaw, trembling slightly. “Oh God,” he breathes. “Why are you crying?” My voice comes out low, cracked. “Because I haven’t seen you in days… and when I finally do, you’re like this.”

“What’s this supposed to be? A man bleeds but doesn’t cry. And look at me—I’m standing here, aren’t I?” Nathan ducked his head and wiped at his eyes quickly. “Who’s crying? I just got an eyelash stuck in there!”

"DADDY. You CRIED?" Killian's jaw twitched in a way that might have been embarrassment if he were capable of such a thing. "I didn't cry‚ Liam." "Daddy cried like a baby!" Dalia let out a bark of laughter so loud it echoed off the marble. "Oh I already love this kid."

“Stupid, you made her cry.” “Okay! I was just kidding,” Danny said and stood from the couch to follow Maya. He entered her room, and she was sitting on the bed, looking out of the window. “Come on, babe! I was just joking. Do you think I would hurt you intentionally?” Danny said as he pulled her close to him and found her crying. “Okay, I am sorry.” “I have bagged a modelling assignment.” She said, and Danny raised his eyebrows, but then slowly saddened.

They are people who are happy with their life achievements. Why can't that happen to him! What offence did he commit! Why was his life spinning in circles? Whirling in webs? Daniel wiped his tears. "No, crying will not help." He whispered. "Self sympathy can't help matters." His emotions were all haywire to the extent that more tears trickled down his face.

Little baby started to cry and make a ruckus, his accusations and grievances growing stranger by the minute. “Second uncle...” Chris Jnr called out in a serious tone as he extended his hand. “Stop bullying little baby. Give him to me.” By now, little baby really looked miserable, his face red with tears and snot all over. “Me… bullying??” Darcy pointed at himself before turning to Chris. Chris feigned ignorance and sat hugging his wife. “Stop making him cry…” Adam scolded Darcy “Can’t you see him getting breathless?”